Total pages in book: 130
Estimated words: 128417 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 642(@200wpm)___ 514(@250wpm)___ 428(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 128417 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 642(@200wpm)___ 514(@250wpm)___ 428(@300wpm)
She squeals with excitement and snaps her garter belt against her hip. “You like?”
“Fuck yeah, I do—I...” I clamp my lips together. I was about to say, “Fuck yeah, I love it.” But using that four-letter word in any context, even regarding something as harmless as Kat’s lingerie, suddenly feels clunky in my mouth. “It’s incredible,” I say.
I unlatch Kat’s stockings from her garter belt and kneel before her, slowly peeling them down her legs, kissing each inch of newly revealed flesh as I go, swirling my tongue around the smooth skin of her thighs and then working my way up to her hips, her belly, her piercing, each flicker of my tongue and kiss of my lips eliciting moans of pleasure and knee-buckles from her.
After several minutes, I brush my fingertips over the gap in her crotchless panties, and my fingers come back slick with her wetness.
“You’re so wet for me,” I breathe.
“I’ve been wet for you all week,” she whispers. “I’ve been dying for you.”
I lean in and suck on her clit and her knees buckle sharply. She grips my hair to steady herself, and I take that as my cue to penetrate her deeply with my tongue.
“Oh my God,” she breathes, running her fingers through my hair. “You’re so really good at this.”
Her knees buckle again and then again, until she loses complete balance—so I rise, take her by the hand, lead her to the bed, and lay her down on her back. She’s trembling with desire, physically twitching with yearning. Her blues eyes are on fire.
Slowly, I take off my jacket.
“Oh God,” she breathes. She reaches down to touch herself for a brief moment but quickly pulls her hand away, her body visibly shaking.
“Don’t stop,” I order. “Keep touching yourself.”
“But I’m gonna make myself come. I’m almost there.”
“Do it.”
She complies, her eyes like hot coals as her fingers work her clit.
I slowly remove my tie, watching her.
“Oh my God,” she breathes, her hand between her legs.
I peel off my shirt and she gasps at the sight of me.
“I forgot how hot you are,” she says. “Oh my God.”
I rip off my briefs, letting my cock spring free, and crawl onto the bed next to her.
I press my skin against hers, jutting my hard-on into her hip. “Make yourself come while I watch you.”
She closes her eyes, exhales, and begins moving her hand more rapidly.
As she works herself, I kiss her shoulder and neck slowly. Goose bumps rise up on her skin. I tilt her head to the side and kiss the long nape of her neck.
She moans.
I continue laying kisses all over her neck, shoulders, and torso while slowly removing her pesky bra, and the minute her breasts bounce free, I take them greedily into my mouth.
She shudders.
I stroke my fingers up and down her arm several times and then let my fingers trail all the way down to hers, until my fingers are lying directly on top of hers, joining hers in pleasuring her pussy. She moans and continues working herself, my fingers fused with hers, my lips and tongue swirling over her nipples, neck, and ear.
“You been thinking about me this past week?” I mumble into her skin, working her pussy along with her.
“Every minute of every day,” she chokes out.
Our fingers work her clit together as our tongues slowly dance and swirl together.
I can’t take it anymore. I gently push her hand away and begin working her clit and wetness together with my fingers, using one of the fingering techniques I recently read about in one of Jonas’ books, and Kat’s soft moans instantly transform into full-throated groans. I gotta admit: I thought I knew it all before reading that damn book (twice), but I’ll be damned if it didn’t teach me a thing or two. I shift my fingers again, giving her something I’ve never done before, and she begins convulsing with pleasure.
She makes a tortured sound, and I slide my finger up into her ass, right against her anus, just in time to feel her body release with rhythmic waves against my fingertip.
Oh God, I’m so aroused, my cock physically hurts. I’ve never enjoyed giving a woman pleasure quite this much. “You know what I thought about all week long? Eating my whore’s magic pussy.”
Her eyes light up.
I wouldn’t say I’m a man who normally obsesses about going downtown, though I’ve always enjoyed it (with the right woman, of course). And yet, for some reason, when it comes to Kat, I’ve been literally craving the taste of her warm pussy day and night.
I spread her legs open and her breath catches with anticipation.
“Are you ready to earn your million bucks, baby? Because this is gonna turn me on.”
She nods vigorously, her eyes blazing.
I pull the fabric of Kat’s crotchless undies aside and swirl my tongue around and around, but the fabric keeps getting in my way. With a loud grunt, I pull down her undies and garter belt, throw them across the room, and then resume my assault on her with even more enthusiasm, licking and kissing and sucking every inch of her pussy until she’s smashing herself into my face, clutching the sheets, gripping my hair, and screaming at the top of her lungs.